Yu Wan'er sat in the passenger seat, her mind in complete disarray.
Earlier, she had been teasing Jiang Che with a carefree attitude, but in reality, it was just a facade to hide the turmoil in her heart.
Perhaps Jiang Che had once treated her terribly, but the moment he saved her mother... everything changed!
Uremia was a fatal disease, and without Jiang Che, even if her mother had successfully undergone a kidney transplant, how many more years could she have lived?
The debt of saving her mother's life... even selling herself wouldn't be enough to repay it.
Didn't she know what the consequences of provoking Jiang Che were?
Yu Wan'er was more aware than anyone... even when Jiang Che bullied her, she would occasionally retort, "Is that all the strength you've got? Did you skip breakfast?"
What followed was an overwhelming wave of retaliation.
This was the only way she could repay Jiang Che, buried deep within her heart, hidden in a place even Jiang Che's mind-reading ability couldn't reach.
Of course, Yu Wan'er genuinely disliked Jiang Che too. That bratty, mischievous demeanor... it definitely wasn't an act!
After all, a girl's thoughts are like Schrödinger's cat—until she truly confesses, they exist in a complex quantum superposition.
"Jiang Che... thank you. How can I ever repay you?"
Yu Wan'er hesitated for a long time before finally speaking up.
She had already given herself entirely to this man; there was nothing left to offer.
"How to repay me?"
Jiang Che glanced at Yu Wan'er. Why was this little brat suddenly so insecure?
"What? Have you really fallen for me?"
This time, Yu Wan'er didn't jump up and scold him as a pervert, her face red with anger.
Instead, she nodded seriously, "Mhm~"
Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's, and after speaking, she lowered her head, her small hands tightly clutching the hem of her clothes.
Her face flushed red all the way to her neck, like a cornered rabbit.
"The way to repay me is simple—a life for a life."
Upon hearing Jiang Che's words, Yu Wan'er's face turned pale. Could he really be planning to take her life?
"What are you thinking? I mean, you can repay me by having a baby with me in the future!"
Jiang Che drove with one hand and used the other to pinch Yu Wan'er's soft, chubby cheeks.
Perhaps out of shyness, Yu Wan'er's face was burning hot, with a hint of baby fat... making it irresistible to resist biting.
"A baby?"
The little girl's face turned pale as she glanced down at her petite frame.
She imagined herself with a big belly... the thought alone was terrifying!
It just didn't seem possible, no matter how she thought about it.
The idea of the pain of childbirth made her legs tremble.
"Screech—" Jiang Che slammed on the brakes.
He stared intently at Yu Wan'er and spoke in a serious tone, "Who are you? Where have you hidden my little brat Wan'er? Speak up!"
Yu Wan'er: "......"
The solemn mood she had worked so hard to build instantly vanished.
"Jiang Che!!!"
"Ouch—"
A row of bite marks now adorned Jiang Che's arm.
Yep, that was the same old Yu Wan'er!
......
In the evening, after dinner.
"Master, this afternoon I caught your cat stealing fruit."
Dong'er obediently walked up to Jiang Che, batting her big, beautiful eyes as she held up Su Mianmian by her front paws.
Su Mianmian's eyes were spinning, lying on her back, completely exhausted.
She had been held by Dong'er all afternoon, and while the little girl's body was soft and fragrant, it was unbearable after a while.
"Oh? I knew you, little wildcat, would steal something!"
Jiang Che grinned.
[Jiang Che, I'm in heat. What should I do?]
Jiang Che raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a sly smile. He had been waiting for this day.
"In heat? That's easy to fix. I'll just find a few male cats to take care of you. You'll end up with a belly full of kittens~"
"Oh, by the way, when I went to Wan'er's house today, her mom had over a dozen cats, many of them male. I'll bring a few over to breed with you."
[You dare! Once I transform, I'll make sure you regret it. Are you really going to let some smelly cats ruin me?]
Su Mianmian knew exactly how to push Jiang Che's buttons.
"Actually, Su Mianmian, I have some experience with female cats in heat. I've always used cotton swabs to help my cats before."
Su Mianmian: "??? (Metro old man looking at phone.jpg)"
[Jiang Che, are you serious? How about you let me eat a few more red fruits? I feel like I'm close to transforming.]
Jiang Che sighed. The idea of red fruits helping her transform was just something he made up on the spot.
Of course, he did have a way to help Su Mianmian transform.
After all, Jiang Che now possessed the "Book of Mathematics," a super cheat tool that surely contained methods for animals to transform.
"Come here, let Dr. Jiang help you out."
"Meow meow meow (σ｀д′)σ"
...
Su Mianmian lay on the table.
Her tongue lolled out, her limbs sprawled, as if her entire body felt empty.
[Jiang Che, you should really find a way to help me transform. I'll be eternally grateful. I'll even be your cat maid for a month, and you can do whatever you want with me!]
Jiang Che glanced at Su Mianmian.
He then began searching the Book of Mathematics for methods to help a cat transform.
Indeed, the Book of Mathematics was incredibly powerful, and it didn't take long to find a solution.
And not just one!
[Permanent Transformation Pill: Made from a piece of thousand-year-old ginseng root, a thousand-year-old snow lotus seed, a piece of thousand-year-old fleeceflower root, a thousand-year-old red fruit core, and a thousand-year-old Spirit Fusion Herb... When refined, it can grant ordinary animals sentience and permanent transformation.]
[Temporary Transformation Pill: Made from a hundred-year-old ginseng, a hundred-year-old... Allows ordinary animals to temporarily transform for two hours.]
Oh? Two hours? That's not much time, but it should be enough!
Jiang Che's smile grew even more devious.
For Su Mianmian, he certainly wouldn't give her the permanent transformation pill right away. After all, this little wildcat was too untamed—what if she ran away?
Even though she wouldn't be able to escape his grasp, the idea of losing control over her didn't sit well with him.
The temporary transformation pill, on the other hand, was perfect. He could keep her on edge, slowly taming her over time.
"So, you want to transform? I really do have a way to help you, you know."
Su Mianmian rolled over, shaking her fur. She could barely walk, her legs still weak.
[Jiang Che, I know you can't really help me transform. You've been lying to me all along.]
[With your pervy personality, if you could really let me transform and play with a catgirl, you would've done it already. Right?]
[The red fruits might make me feel stronger, but they can't help me transform... Sigh~]
Life is hard, and Su Mianmian sighs~
lities. One day, Qi Yuan was buying groceries when he unfortunately came face-to-face with a monster. Just when he thought he was going to die on the spot, he suddenly heard the monster's thoughts... "This aura, he's definitely not an ordinary master!" "So terrifying, so terrifying." "A fight with my back against the wall, I can't take it anymore." Qi Yuan: Ah, no one told me that my awakened ability isn't telepathy, but rather the stronger my enemies imagine me to be, the stronger I truly become. PS: Zhou Hai in the first chapter is not the protagonist.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
